It's been forever !

It's been over a year since I've blogged. I'm so sorry too keep you all waiting ! I know you really weren't, but a girl can dream right ? So, let's catch up ! I've been living the "life" you could say. I have a great family and eighth grade is good ! What more could you ask for ? I have a great dog and I've picked up a new instrument. I'm going too Disney this February and I'm sure you'll be glad to hear, that last summer I did go to the beach. I hung out with my best friends and everything has been peachy keen. But where's the catch ? Algebra 2 has gotten me into a hole. I'm failing the class and I'm so nervous. The highschoolers tower over me ! Wait wait wait. Did you say highschoolers ? Yes. I did. But aren't you only in 8th grade ? Why are there highschoolers in your class ? I'm in the advanced College Prep Algebra 2 class where I have too take a midterm and a final like them and compete with my whole life. I'm so stressed out. Don't worry ! I've got a tutor ! I didn't get much for Christmas, just some little trinkets, but I didn't really ask for anything. I've acquired the taste for music set in music box setting. No. I didn't acquire it. I was raised with musical snow globes that just made life seem so amazing. Wow. I'm jumping all over the place. Back to the point. I've been reading your journals ! [: So much fun too catch up on all of the things you guys are doing ! And I hope you're still reading this long and boring post. I will be taking pictures for my blog, just haven't gotten myself together too really look nice for a photo. Haa, my hair. I'll try and update you more often.

What to do!?

How do you explain to your parents that your flute is broken? It makes me feel...well, horrible. Though my band teacher says I didn't do anything to it, that there is a part missing from it getting snagged on something. It still plays but it's really hard and I am breathless after a few notes of playing. My band instructor said it's called a air leak. Great. Just great! How am I supposed to tell my parents? They will be so angry. Maybe I can get my teacher to e-mail my Dad or something, so I don't have to deal with that.

Anyway, my science teacher says I need a note! A note to take home his hamster, Little Bear, over the weekend. I love that cute little brown hamster. He says he isn't sure it's a girl or boy, but he's pretty sure it's a girl. So, he just calls it a goyle. Interesting, right? My Grandpa calls my sister and I goyles. I never understood.

My parents broke the news last night. We aren't planning on going to Holden Beach, NC this year. It's a family tradition, and we aren't going. I LOVE GOING THERE. We go on late night walks on the beach and I always keep my eyes out for red lights. Red lights are flashlights covered with a red cloth so that Sea Turtles don't get distracted to the light and go into the dunes towards the houses instead of the ocean. I am a huge sea turtle fan. I get a turtle shirt every year. This just isn't fair! How can I not see my cousins and collect seashells? What about the dolphins dancing on the water with their silver slick bodies? What about cool sharks and people crowding? Or or...but but.
NOT FAIR! IT JUST ISN'T FAIR! I'm so upset. I love checking all the little shops and everything and going over the big bridge. Sure I'd love to go to Shenandoah, but this place really is growing on me. I'm so upset. UGH!

Reuniting with a friend.

When your 13th birthday is coming up, it's time for a room change. So I decided to clean up a little bit.

I dusted all my stuff off since I haven't really touched my room in a while and was living out with my Grandma while my parents away, everything was stored. And look, I found my long lost flute! It's been a long time since I actually touched that flute. Last year maybe? Ah well, I can still play it. I know my scales still. Normal scales, two octave scales, and I'm struggling on the chromatic scale. For those who don't know, a one octave scale is a group of notes that ascend into a higher pitch, then you descend into a lower pitch. Focusing on long tones and melodic/harmonic tones. Two octave means you go 16 pitches higher then you started and back down again to where you start. A chromatic is every note fit until one scale. For example on a piano playing all the keys in order (including the black keys). Very interesting right? My posture needs some work as well. A good posture helps air flow through your body into the instrument producing a sound much better then when you are slouching. I guess I'll have to work things out. It's a good thing I found my flute because I have to go back to school, and if my music teacher were to find out...I don't even want to know what he'd do to my grade. But he is pretty laid back so he'll understand if I'm a little rusty.

I looked in my treasure chest to see what I had in there. Oh wow, so that's where my hairbrush went! No wonder! And my NYC American Girl Place flower hair ties. I can't believe I found all these things. The box was a little dusty, and trust me I wasn't looking forward to cleaning that. Most dust is dead skin cells since you shed those every minute or so. Not quite happy about that myself. I actually find that disgusting. It also doesn't help having a dog. Pet dander definitely means more dust. Oh no. Well Rosie was being a snoop and peeking in my box, I think maybe she smelled something. Basset Hounds have incredibly strong noses and were used for hunting along side with their close relatives, the Blood Hound another breed of dog which is bigger then Basset Hounds and a little more common for hunting. Well enough of that.

Of course there isn't much else exciting where I live. No mountains or monuments or anything. The only special about my state is that, it's the first state.

Katie

The Climb

I haven't been touched in who knows how long. Laying on the floor. Grounded for doing nothing I guess. But it all started...yesterday. I was poked at. I was looked at curiously. Now, I'm starting all over. I have a completely different personality, and I'm definitely going to speak out more. No more shy stuff on this blog...I'm letting it all out.

I made the climb from the bottom of the interest rate to about half way to the top.
There still is one thing I have to settle.

Puppy bowl!

Grocery store? Not today. It's a ZOO. Everyone is rushing to get their Superbowl snacks and beverages. Not my family! We don't like football in my family. I'm actually glad we don't. I don't want to have a obsessed football dad, that's for sure. So Rosie and I sat in my room for a while before we decided to watch 101 Dalmatians. Rosie and I cuddled up close, but Rosie soon walked away to the sun and left me to watch it myself. I was getting myself ready for the Puppy Bowl. The Superbowl but with cute little puppies and chew toys. They run around and they have all these cute little chew footballs. I remember last year watching it and one dog ran back and forth with the toy for a good 15 minutes and the announcer just kept saying "Touch down! Touch down again?! Touch down...again." It was funny and I got a kick out of it. None of my neighbors are around to play with. I do have tons of homework due Tuesday, which I'll get started later. Whatever! I'm probably the best procrastinator out there, so don't even think you got me beat. I just start to play with Rosie, then I go and empty the dishwasher (on my own!) and then I go and clean my room, then I go and take all my stuff downstairs to my room. I can't help that homework is so boring and then we do all this work and my math teacher just comes around and looks at it for two seconds just to see if it's done. No wonder I got a C, my teacher has a lazy eye that looks in a different direction then his other and I can't help but sit there and wonder how he doesn't get a headache from that. He also spends half the class yelling at the group in the back of the room. Ugh! I can't even pay attention, so I always get a D on my test. I've only gotten an A on three tests out of the year so far, and I know I've bombed my Chapter Five test because he told out class the A's, B's, and C's, and my name wasn't on that list. I knew when I took it I would fail. Uh! Well, I'll just have to take a retake someday. Study my butt off!

If you want to watch the Puppy Bowl, then go to Animal Planet at either 3 or 5 (I forget the time, but check at 3:00 p.m. and then if it's not on it's on at 5:00 p.m.)

Snow Day!

The snow day on Tuesday made my heart soar. I was so excited that I imagined myself sledding with my neighbors instead of studying for a test I was supposed to have Wednesday (but actually didn't take until today). So, I looked over my Hawaiian Vocabulary Book before heading out to sled with my two neighbors! The new word I tried to learn is sky, which in Hawaiian is Lani (LAH-nee). I chose to learn this word today because I can say "The Lani looks very gray with clouds today!" to my neighbors. I'm not sure I'll remember it, since the only word I remember to say is Good Morning, which in Hawaiian is Aloha kakahiaka (al-LOH-hah kah-kah-hee-AH-kah). I need to work on writing that out and learning how to spell it. Right now all I can do is say it! I chose to learn Hawaiian because I want to go to Hawaii someday really badly! I love dressing up in my swimsuit, grass skirt, and beautiful flower bracelet and nut necklace. I have a play ukelele but I don't know how to play it. Some day I'll learn, but right now I've got my mind on the ice that is still out there from Tuesday. It's very icy and I like to ice skate on the longest strip up the road! How fun! Well it's time for me to leave! A hui hou! (a HOO-e hoe)!

Katie's Imagination Takes Flight

As soon as I stumbled into my bitty room, I put on my pink fairy wings and picked up my pink fairy wand. I turned on Fly to Your Heart - Selena Gomez, and danced around my room. You just stepped into a whole different world! When following my blog you're following my imagination. Every other day I will post my experience of stepping into my new school as the "new girl", my adventures, and my silly little games I play when no one's looking! Though I am 13, doesn't mean I can't be the person I am. Honestly I act like a little 10 or 11 year old. I wish I could fly to Neverland and never grow old! My mommy says I'm her Peter Pan, and that I'll always be her little girl. I hope to get to know you. I'll get pictures up soon!

Katie<3